While I have never set foot anywhere betweeen the 16th and 100th E meridian, in this life, this article appearing in Today's New York Times provides me with good reason not to consider such:
At Peshawar Station, the Awami Express slowly chugged out, brushing against the yawning canopies of gnarled trees and slicing through a crowded clothing market. The clattering grew faster, carriage doors swinging open and shut, as the train rumbled into the countryside. Its passengers — traders, government employees, large families — stretched out on aged leather seats.
Muhammad Akmal, a 20-year-old ice factory worker, was going home to Punjab for a wedding. “Hope to get married myself, soon — perhaps to one of my cousins,” he said. Hopefully, he added, the train would not be too late.
Possibly, this reporting was a factor in the Pakistani government's decision to expel The Times' (possibly freelance) reporter:
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